"By the way, I forgot one thing to tell you."

"Senior, please tell me."

The old man pointed to the mountain of corpses and leaned closer and said, "You can take as much as you can in this soul. Just take as you do the old man a favor. Try to absorb as much as you want, hehe."

"Boom~"

Hearing the old man's reminder, Ou Chuyang seemed to have a shocking thunder exploded in his mind. He looked at the old man in horror. Ou Chuyang could not imagine that he would know that he had been quietly absorbing the power of the soul.

"Don't be so surprised." The old man saw Ou Chuyang's dull expression and smiled faintly: "You haven't reached that level yet. When you reach it, you will naturally be the same as me. Haha, oh by the way, let go of the spirit body in your spiritual sea. After being sleepy for so long, he should be hungry."

After saying that, the old man blinked at Ou Chuyang and walked into the darkness with a smile.

Ou Chuyang kept watching the old man leave from his side, and the shock in his heart stacked up like waves. It seemed that the old man's identity was very not simple. He could even see clearly the raising of elixirs in his spiritual sea. Who is he?

After thinking for a while, Ou Chuyang couldn't think of a clue and carefully recalled what the old man said to him before. Ou Chuyang decided to give it a try.

The soul power surged, and the spiritual sea opened wide. After Ou Chuyang immersed in, he saw that the eight generals of the Spirit Palace were still standing in the depths of the spiritual sea like eight golden steel gods, trapping the black elixir tightly in the center.

Tossing and turning, Ou Chuyang made a cruel decision and shouted: "Eight generals obey the orders and let it come out."
Chapter completed!